I am weak and friendly

Chapter 11 No, Auntie, I don't pick up trash, I pick up money.
After saying goodbye to the rat, Tang Yiping headed north, ready to begin his adventure for the day.

His carrion-eating heart was already starving and thirsting.

Qihang Building is located in Tianshu Software Park, the largest science and technology and software park in Hailing City, and Qihang Building is located in the south-central part of it.

To its east is a large industrial park and two universities' IT-related colleges; to its west is an area that has just begun to be demolished and a subway station, which is now a bit messy; to its south is an office building complex and supporting commercial park with several large shopping malls; and to its north is a large residential area.

Looking out from Qihang Building, you can see dozens of high-rise residential buildings standing two streets away, interspersed with some resettlement buildings, low-rise old communities and a few scattered villa areas. Rapid development and historical limitations coexist, and the density is very high.

Tang Yiping decided to make this residential area to the north his first area to explore that night.

In fact, from the perspective of "carrion consumption", that demolition area is obviously more suitable. There must be a lot of "rotten" things in the demolished houses. Even in Qihang Building, Tang Yiping could seem to smell the rotten smell wafting from there.

However, Tang Yiping still cautiously avoided the situation. Firstly, he had encountered two blond thugs who tried to rob him there last time, and he didn't know if they had been caught. Tang Yiping was brave, but not reckless. If they were to meet again in a narrow place, Tang Yiping didn't think he could take on two of them at once.

Secondly, the dismantling was too disorganized and unsuitable for a wheelchair user like Tang Yiping. He might get stuck and experience the same helpless situation again. Therefore, starting directly in the densely populated and well-equipped northern residential area was a more appropriate choice.

The batteries Tang Yiping ordered last night arrived this afternoon. Now Tang Yiping has two fully charged batteries, which can provide a range of more than 40 kilometers. In addition, he also bought a kind of tongs for picking up cigarette butts. He can basically do a lot of work now.

In fact, he also reaped considerable rewards.

In less than an hour, he had earned 450 yuan in cash, including two 100-yuan bills and the rest were loose change. One of the 100-yuan bills even had "Zhang Zitong's book fee" written on it.

The handwriting is childish, clearly the work of a child.

I wonder if little Zhang Zitong cried after losing her money. It's a pity that in this vast sea of ​​people, we can't find its owner.

In addition, Tang Yiping had dug up the large pile of loose change from the roadside and put it in a transparent plastic bag. Just looking at the loose change and the plastic bag, Tang Yiping could already imagine a wrinkled construction worker using his rough hands to take the plastic bag out of his pocket and count the bills one by one.

One time, he accidentally took a plastic bag with him when he was taking something out of the latrine. It fell into the backfill of construction waste and was never found again.

He must have been heartbroken at the time.

In addition, Tang Yiping also found a shopping card and two glittering pieces of jewelry, but he couldn't determine their value for the time being, so he put them all in his backpack and planned to identify them later.

Two hours later, it got dark, and Tang Yiping rested for a while in a public restroom by the roadside.

Then he prepared to begin his next phase of operations.

Go through the trash can.

Tang Yiping was too embarrassed to do it before it got dark, after all, he was a young man and his face was too delicate.

So he smelled something in several trash cans, but he only noted the location and then gave up for the time being.

Now that it's dark, Tang Yiping decides to go all out!

Tang Yiping opened the map, found the first marker, and sped off, soon finding the previously marked trash can.

To be honest, the trash can was a bit dirty, but Tang Yiping was mentally prepared.

He stood up, bracing himself against the edge of the trash can, and leaned inside to rummage through it. A short while later, he emerged with an old wallet in his hand.

This is an empty wallet, very worn out. Everything inside has been emptied except for two useless membership cards, which were probably thrown away by their owner.

It's possible they got a new wallet, or it's possible they no longer need a wallet.

Tang Yiping didn't even glance at the two membership cards. He simply unzipped the inner pocket and pulled out five hundred-yuan bills. The edges of these five hundred-yuan bills were all wrinkled and deformed, indicating that they had been in his wallet for at least ten years.

"Just as I expected!" Tang Yiping tossed the wallet back and sat back in his wheelchair.

Then suddenly realizing something was wrong, he went back and picked up one of the two membership cards.

The black membership card has a metallic finish and only a string of numbers on it.

In his carrion-eating world, this thing was sometimes valuable and sometimes worthless, which was very strange. He was becoming more and more familiar with carrion-eating and could distinguish many different kinds of things by their scent.

But he had never seen this thing before.

He is particularly good at identifying "cash".

Tang Yiping thought that not many people used cash anymore, but it turns out that cash is still the most valuable item that is easiest to find.

Because modern people no longer use cash, it is easier for cash to be forgotten and disposed of with garbage and waste. Moreover, even after losing it, people don't remember that they lost it or even forget that they had that cash.

After all, cash not in an account balance is practically non-existent for most people nowadays.

Only things like this would enter Tang Yiping's [Carrion Eater] detection range.

There is no cause and effect, no connection, and no obsession.

But... that doesn't necessarily mean it's safe.

Tang Yiping stuffed the cash back into his backpack, turned his wheelchair around, and was about to leave when he saw a scavenging auntie—actually, Tang Yiping should call her grandma at that age—looking at him from behind with a puzzled expression.

Tang Yiping was somewhat embarrassed.

He wasn't used to being watched like that when he was rummaging through the trash cans.

So, under the watchful eye of the scavenging aunt, he lowered his head, covered his face, and hurried away.

He could feel the scavenging aunt's gaze following him closely.

A few minutes later, Tang Yiping picked up another discarded cell phone from a trash can on the other side of the community.

"No... this rehabilitation is too intense..." Tang Yiping's legs were trembling as he sat back in his wheelchair. He almost lost his balance and fell headfirst into the trash can.

Turning his head, he saw the scavenging aunt again.

He was panting heavily, clearly having walked and jogged all the way here.

"Young man, are you... also picking up trash?" the scavenging auntie asked.

Tang Yiping sensed a sense of defensiveness and hostility.

Perhaps because of the presence of "goodwill" and "friendly glow," Tang Yiping has become exceptionally sensitive to both friendliness and hostility.

Oh no, have I trespassed on someone else's territory?
He vaguely remembered that the battle for the trash cans downstairs in his building was very fierce. Several retired elderly people would specifically stake out the trash cans, and there had even been more than one trash war.

They often rummage through all kinds of garbage, picking up only the useful trash and scattering the rest everywhere. The property management even sent a message in the property management group asking residents to keep an eye on the elderly in their homes, but it had little effect.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, I don't pick up trash," Tang Yiping said.

He's actually just here to make money; we're not on the same wavelength.

The scavenging auntie clearly didn't believe it either. Like a nimble cheetah, she suddenly rushed towards the trash cans in front of Tang Yiping with a speed completely disproportionate to her age. She rushed in front of Tang Yiping, protecting all three trash cans, and stared at Tang Yiping menacingly.

Tang Yiping shrugged, didn't try to grab the trash can, and instead walked towards the clothing donation box next to it.

After all, the "Survival Guide for the Weak" says that you should avoid any competition, since you are weak.

The world is vast, and its treasures are plentiful.

We won't argue.

(End of this chapter)